Oh dear i think i'm all grown up now.
The clubbing scene ain't doing much for me anymore. The excitement of a plot to heng is gone. I really don't see the point of paying a cover charge just so i can sit and listen to music and watch young girls gyrating to the sounds of Soulja Boi/Boy singing Crank That or is Dat. Giving their own version of soft porn.
I'm content enough with going to the pub. Discovering new pubs to drink in and good company is the height of my excitement. How boring is that.
I've also turned into my mum. I love my cup of tea or as the English call it, cuppa. Cockney call it rosie lee. When i'm tired nothing does it like a cuppa. After taking a shower, in the evening i sit in front of the telly in my dressing gown with rosie lee. After a meal i reach for a fag and a nice cup of tea. Nothing does it better than tea while having a girlie chat on the phone. If i'm cold, stressed, content, hangied. The list is endless.
Nothing beats a cuppa when blog horing.
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I dumped the club scene tene, pubs are more of my thing but nowadays bila time or $$$$$.
But as for the smoking, don't you love your lungs? Enjoy your tea.
waiiiit! club hopping was exciting? when??? :-)
You know the only difference between you and me at the moment is that I don't even go to pubs, I don't drink.
When I attend parties and gatherings, I am more interested in discussing business plans and the best type of herbal tea than in the party itself......I think I need to go pick up my walker, it's being rained on...... ;)
pass the kaluworks kettle. i like me some tea, more and more each day. now with some milestones....
banange those days never hit some of us. so was it really worth it? what has caused the change anyway?
as for that tea... no words!
Well Well...
I am witchu on the hakuna henging part Candy
but about the chai plot...
i shall neeeeeed some more time!
nice post too
I love my tea too kwanza when you add the tea spices its just the works.
Chic, u done aged..
Welcome to the club. I grew old ages ago. Going out to clubs lasts about 1 hr for me.
I prefer the pubs... quiet ones at that. There is this Wetherspoons near where I live that I love to bits...it's quiet and sweet, u totally hear everything yo neighbour is saying. To u or not to u!
Shocking .. isn't it? The "grown up" realization.
I've tagged you for a meme. Come by and check it out. No obligation. Play along if you wish.
umerudi?????????? yeiii!! I'd taken to haunting your blog..lol
Okie tea rocks..officially...its so comforting..especially when you weka fragrant tea, nice music, yummy candles..okie...off with Mwangi to collect our walkers...will drop yours off on the way home
"Nothing beats a cuppa when blog horing." Hmmm......'ll have to try that out.
PG rocks, any time of the day.
Last time I went out, I so dis-belonged (if there's such a word). I felt so ancient. Wine bars are good.
Now I want tea. Gosh darn you've gone and infected me. Maybe I'll have chamomile.
The clubbing, and struggling to even have a conversation coz of the noise. a nice quiet pub wins.
A cuppa any time. Sometimes with spices sometimes just good old plain tea. Works either way.
How you been Candy?
Hola sometime!
Chic are u ok? Can I call the emergency services?
This is worrying.
So... growing up means you disappear?
Umepotea sana, ukirudi, jua uko tagged!!
And only old people find club hopping not their thing so guess ur......:-)
Wewe fufua hii kitu.
im just 24 and i feel exactly the same!
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